Friday, January 17, 2020
Giving January Its Due
January is the cruelest month. Short days with little sun. Wind and weather that steals through your very skin. Endless politics on the TV. The continual battle not to eat all that fattening comfort food that you/I crave. Finding places to put that holiday gift you will never use. And to add to the deep thoughts, some of my dear friends and bloggers are fighting personal health battles. Mortality is a big canvas staring me in the face these days.
I try to be a realist and accept that all things change both rapidly and slowly. My grandchildren find me less interesting and more quaint. Most of my friends are old people. My routines are in concrete and interruptions make me like the stereotypical old foggey...grumpy.
Since my time is shorter on this planet, I tend to have less patience and have to control my temper when the change that I want does not happen fast enough or when a change is imposed upon me.
My calendar for the New Year is filling with activities in the coming months and like the smuck that I am, I wish it was not so full. I want to crawl away and lick my wounds and sigh and be introverted. Instead, I have a family that is busy making sure we are busy.
Not complaining but creakily adjusting.